Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 645

Chapter 645 Make A Wish

Gwendolyn slowly sat up and ripped the tie with her teeth, revealing red marks on her wrists.

Then she lowered her gaze to stare at her chest and unbuttoned her shirt.

While the dozen or so lashes didn't split her skin, she was bruised.

After entering the bathroom, she soaked in hot water, hoping it'd make her feel better.

That night, she slept in agony.

The next day, after she went downstairs, she saw Zayden had already made breakfast. When he spotted her, he acted as though he hadn't abused her last night. “Time for breakfast, Gwen.”

“Gwen,” greeted Suzanne with a delighted grin while serving breakfast.

It was clear she was in a wonderful mood, and she even seemed prettier somehow.

She gazed affectionately at Zayden, but he didn't reciprocate it.

Instead, he pulled a chair back for Gwendolyn. “I prepared your favorite oatmeal porridge.”

Then, he pushed the oatmeal porridge toward her.

In response, Gwendolyn peered at him. At that moment, Zayden was beaming warmly as though nothing outrageous had happened last night.

The look in Gwendolyn's eyes darkened slightly. He was like a different person last night. It was frightening. How he's acting right now aligns more with the Zayden I know.

“Give it a try. See if you like it,” encouraged Zayden.

stains around her lips. “Mr. Surrington woke up

in silence. The pain in my body seemed to

Suzanne cleaned the

stroll around the mansion area

once they stepped out of

her head lowered,

a wishing well ahead.

Gwendolyn loved making wishes. No matter where she went, as long as a place was claimed to be able to grant wishes, she

related to her wealth and the health

Gwendolyn nodded.

he tried to hold her

her pace to go ahead

to Gwendolyn, blocked her path, and peered at her. “I'm sorry

a pair of black slacks. His bangs covered his eyebrows,

was still present in Gwendolyn's eyes when she recalled

post-traumatic stress disorder. The severity of his condition surprises me, honestly. In the past, I thought it would, at most, cause him to overthink things. To my shock, it turned him more violent, too. At this moment, I can't possibly be angry at him. After all, he's sick. I chose to marry him because I wanted him

the ootmeol porridge in silence. The poin in my body seemed to hove intensified. So this is

breokfost, Suzonne

stroll oround

o forest. Thus, once they stepped out of its premise,

with her heod lowered, the poin still torturing

Zoyden ceosed his steps. “There's o wishing well oheod. I heord it works quite

wishes. No motter where she went, os long os o ploce wos cloimed to be oble to gront wishes, she would moke

were reloted to her

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